tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58256717118543496262017-07-23T03:11:57.598-07:00The Rambling's of Nishit Sharma"Dare to be free, Dare to go as far as your thought leads and Dare to carry that out in your Life"
Nishithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14951051258772796202noreply@blogger.comBlogger70125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825671711854349626.post-27210810638032507302017-03-25T02:22:00.005-07:002017-04-01T10:22:23.944-07:00S’ik’cular India.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-IN">India got its name from Indus valley civilisation (3300 – 1300 BC), probably one of the well known and developed civilisations. Based on the historical facts available on internet, we find that the people of Indus valley preached 3 religions – Hinduism, Buddhism and Jainism. To support the argument, archaeologists have unearthed artefacts such as stone portraits of mother goddess (see pic), a father god who we consider as synonymous to Lord Shiva acting as a progenitor of the race. Further evidences pertaining to worshipping of Pipal or Acasia tree by the locals to guard them against evil forces. They followed the ritual of criminating the dead along with some offerings and last but not the least, the Great Bath of Mohenjo-Daro can be thought of as a sacred tank which we find today in various temples and sacred places of worship where people take bath and purify their soul and body. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hm8Yd8-sMgo/WNY2Aw1TBjI/AAAAAAAAAOk/FBA7tgYsxbMdvy3mq4N-IqB8yLb4l9MzgCLcB/s1600/Indus.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hm8Yd8-sMgo/WNY2Aw1TBjI/AAAAAAAAAOk/FBA7tgYsxbMdvy3mq4N-IqB8yLb4l9MzgCLcB/s1600/Indus.png" /></a></div><span lang="EN-IN"><o:p></o:p></span><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-IN">On the contrary, the first evidence of Islam in India can be traced back to 7<sup>th</sup>century AD. &nbsp;<a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cheraman_Juma_Masjid" title="Cheraman Juma Masjid"><span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;">Cheraman Juma Masjid</span></a>&nbsp;in&nbsp;<a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kerala" title="Kerala"><span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;">Kerala</span></a>&nbsp;is thought to be the first mosque in India, built in 629 AD by&nbsp;<a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Malik_Deenar" title="Malik Deenar"><span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;">Malik lbn Dinar</span></a>. Islam arrived in&nbsp;<a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/North_India" title="North India"><span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;">North India</span></a>&nbsp;in the 12th century via the&nbsp;<a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Turkic_peoples" title="Turkic peoples"><span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;">Turkic</span></a>&nbsp;invasions and has since become a part of India's&nbsp;<a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Indian_culture" title="Indian culture"><span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;">religious and cultural heritage</span></a>. We have heard about mass conversions of Hindus to adopt Islam by Muslim rulers. <b><span style="color: red;"><i>Comparing 2011 and 1951 census data, Hindus have dwindled to 79.8% from 84.1% and Muslims have gone up to 14.23% from 9.8%. </i></span></b><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-IN"><b><span style="color: red;"><br /></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-IN">We call our country as Bharat and Hindustan. The root word of Hindustan is ‘Hindu’ and ‘Bharat’ is also a word from Devanagri. So technically our country is of Hindu origin and Muslims are our guest or mehman as they landed on our motherland much later. Despite this fact we have treated them with great honour by offering them citizenship, fundamental rights and even subsidies in the name of minority quota. Even after giving them such luxuries, when we hear certain news about ‘intolerance’, ‘award vaapsi’ ‘we want freedom’, the blood of patriotic and nationalist citizen boils at 500 </span><b><i><span lang="EN-IN" style="font-family: &quot;times new roman&quot; , &quot;serif&quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN-IN;">℃</span></i></b><b><i><span lang="EN-IN">. Why cannot we live at peace with each other? </span></i></b><span lang="EN-IN">Who do you blame for this ongoing ‘Anti-India ‘campaign across various Indian universities? Why is #ISIS finding its roots so easily in India? All these thoughts traverse in the back of my mind and keep asking the same question time and again, “<b><i>Are we really secular”? &nbsp;&nbsp;<o:p></o:p></i></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-IN"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="MsoIntenseEmphasis">The dictionary meaning of Secular is - </span><span class="MsoIntenseEmphasis"><span lang="EN-IN">not connected with religious or spiritual matters or of clergy) not subject to or bound by religious rule; not belonging to or living in a monastic or other order. </span></span><span class="MsoIntenseEmphasis"><span lang="EN-IN" style="color: windowtext;">By this definition it is clear that our country cannot be secular in any way.</span></span><span class="MsoIntenseEmphasis"><span lang="EN-IN"> We have people from different faiths and religions and are engaged in a constant hate war with each other to prove the worthiness of each religion. We have witnessed lot of intolerance debate recently. My viewpoint on this issue is that one should remain tolerant only when his/her belief is not shaken. Once that point of reached, Newton’s 3<sup>rd</sup> law applies and you are authorized to reply back in a wise manner. Getting physical is not a solution but holds </span></span><span class="MsoIntenseEmphasis"><span lang="EN-IN" style="color: red;">“An</span></span><span class="MsoIntenseEmphasis"><span lang="EN-IN" style="color: red;"> eye for an eye makes the whole world blind</span></span><span class="MsoIntenseEmphasis"><span lang="EN-IN">” to be true.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="MsoIntenseEmphasis"><span lang="EN-IN"><br /></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="MsoIntenseEmphasis"><span lang="EN-IN">It is high time we realize that there are certain black sheep amongst us who are playing cheap politics to continue burning the fire for their vested interests. But as they say, “.</span></span><span class="MsoIntenseEmphasis"><span lang="EN-IN" style="color: red;">No one can escape Karma. Karma comes back and comes back strongly because Karma is a Bitch”. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="MsoIntenseEmphasis"><span lang="EN-IN" style="color: red;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="MsoIntenseEmphasis"><span lang="EN-IN">Lastly I want to quote <i>Bhagvadgita</i>, <i>chapter 4, verse 1</i>1,<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="MsoIntenseEmphasis"><span lang="EN-IN"><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MMgW4fawvdI/WNY2GYOOOMI/AAAAAAAAAOo/LnjcjkLFq8E5yWcKDlFJamphR6IMZvW6gCLcB/s1600/Gita.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="63" src="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MMgW4fawvdI/WNY2GYOOOMI/AAAAAAAAAOo/LnjcjkLFq8E5yWcKDlFJamphR6IMZvW6gCLcB/s320/Gita.png" width="320" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="MsoIntenseEmphasis"><span lang="EN-IN"><i><b><br /></b></i></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><b><span style="color: #4f81bd; mso-no-proof: yes; mso-themecolor: accent1;"><!--[if gte vml 1]><v:shape id="Picture_x0020_5" o:spid="_x0000_i1026" type="#_x0000_t75" style='width:275.25pt; height:52.5pt;visibility:visible;mso-wrap-style:square'> <v:imagedata src="file:///C:\Users\BESTBU~1\AppData\Local\Temp\msohtmlclip1\01\clip_image003.png" o:title=""/></v:shape><![endif]--><!--[if !vml]--><!--[endif]--></span><span class="MsoIntenseEmphasis"><span lang="EN-IN"><o:p></o:p></span></span></b></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="MsoIntenseEmphasis"><span lang="EN-IN"><i><b>All who in whatever way surrender unto me, I reward them accordingly. All mankind follows my path, O Arjuna, in all respects.</b></i><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="MsoIntenseEmphasis"><span lang="EN-IN"><br /></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="MsoIntenseEmphasis"><span lang="EN-IN">On the contrary taking a cue from Holy Quran,<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="MsoIntenseEmphasis"><span lang="EN-IN"><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qyJjZLIWsFs/WNY2Ll7lEOI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ovPWv2U9OSwL8kv22DCR3d4vkOML6GFNwCLcB/s1600/Quran.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="103" src="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qyJjZLIWsFs/WNY2Ll7lEOI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ovPWv2U9OSwL8kv22DCR3d4vkOML6GFNwCLcB/s320/Quran.png" width="320" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="MsoIntenseEmphasis"><span lang="EN-IN"><br /></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span style="color: #4f81bd; mso-no-proof: yes; mso-themecolor: accent1;"><!--[if gte vml 1]><v:shape id="Picture_x0020_8" o:spid="_x0000_i1025" type="#_x0000_t75" style='width:370.5pt; height:117.75pt;visibility:visible;mso-wrap-style:square'> <v:imagedata src="file:///C:\Users\BESTBU~1\AppData\Local\Temp\msohtmlclip1\01\clip_image005.png" o:title=""/></v:shape><![endif]--><!--[if !vml]--><!--[endif]--></span></i><span class="MsoIntenseEmphasis"><span style="color: windowtext;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="MsoIntenseEmphasis"><span lang="EN-IN" style="color: windowtext;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="MsoIntenseEmphasis"><span lang="EN-IN" style="color: windowtext;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="MsoIntenseEmphasis"><span lang="EN-IN" style="color: windowtext;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="MsoIntenseEmphasis"><span lang="EN-IN" style="color: windowtext;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="MsoIntenseEmphasis"><span lang="EN-IN" style="color: windowtext;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="MsoIntenseEmphasis"><span lang="EN-IN" style="color: windowtext;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="MsoIntenseEmphasis"><span lang="EN-IN" style="color: windowtext;">Clearly, both religious scriptures promote love and brotherhood but there is a catch. Both preach their own path. I would leave it unto you to decide what is right and wrong. I have chosen my religion and it is</span></span><span class="MsoIntenseEmphasis"><span lang="EN-IN" style="color: windowtext; mso-ansi-language: EN-IN;">&nbsp;~</span></span><span lang="EN-IN"> </span><span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-family: &quot;blackadder itc&quot;;">Humanity</span>.</b></span>&nbsp;</div></div> Sharma, Nishithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10020836074292014387noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825671711854349626.post-90763772053429140532017-03-16T09:17:00.000-07:002017-03-25T00:26:32.510-07:00Space War<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-IN">#ColgateMagicalStories <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-IN"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nI_5HyrPfKo/WMqt2RmppEI/AAAAAAAAANs/-UuvvVJpwFsBVnnBaROtFavS03RD7iQLgCLcB/s1600/1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="153" src="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nI_5HyrPfKo/WMqt2RmppEI/AAAAAAAAANs/-UuvvVJpwFsBVnnBaROtFavS03RD7iQLgCLcB/s320/1.JPG" width="320" /></a></div></div><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-IN"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-IN">It is a bright sunny Sunday morning and Raghu as usual is insisting to play his favorite game – ‘Alien Attack’. After an hour of his stubbornness, his mother gave in and told him to go but warned him to be back before dark. Kids as usual don’t pay heed to parent’s advice. He called Ram to join his bandwagon. Soon after Raghu, Ram and Alia went to nearby park with their mission kit to play Alien attack. In the meantime they were discussing about their playing strategy, Alia’s got distracted by a sharp reflection of white light. She got curious and followed the reflection. In a couple of minutes, she shouted and her other two companions joined her. A big oval shaped thing was lying before them with a glass window on top. Suddenly the window opened and they could see three chairs in it. All of them stepped inside and took their respective seats. The window top closed. The mysterious machine started beeping loudly. The trio got scared. Soon after a message in bold red appeared on a LCD screen in front of them,” Wear seat belt. It is for your own safety”. They swung into action and tied themselves firmly. The machine made a loud sound and lifted itself from the ground and started revolving in clockwise motion. It was like spin cycle of automatic washing has begun. In a flash of a minute they were in dark sky, surrounded by big huge circular planets staring angrily at them as if they were questioning the entry of intruders in their area. The spaceship flew at never imagined speed and reached a land full of snow. The LCD display outside showed -150 degree Celsius. Three warm suits dropped from above their seats and a harsh male voice commanded them to wear the suits. Then they were asked to follow the glowing pathway lights up to a distant castle. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-IN"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><a href="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2vR_qP2YcrA/WMqutybj_LI/AAAAAAAAAN8/eTNUMRoivNMLY-zPfUOVZQdZfjzbLuy-gCLcB/s1600/5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2vR_qP2YcrA/WMqutybj_LI/AAAAAAAAAN8/eTNUMRoivNMLY-zPfUOVZQdZfjzbLuy-gCLcB/s320/5.JPG" width="320" /></a><a href="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dzM6C1M78aQ/WMqt2g5GSjI/AAAAAAAAANw/6aH2jbmPMFYE51YgEI4eOEkxcde6K5GcQCLcB/s1600/10.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="188" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dzM6C1M78aQ/WMqt2g5GSjI/AAAAAAAAANw/6aH2jbmPMFYE51YgEI4eOEkxcde6K5GcQCLcB/s320/10.JPG" width="320" /></a><span lang="EN-IN"></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-IN">“Welcome to the land of Pluto”. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-IN">I am the king of this land,”BigMac”. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-IN">Raghu asked the king,”My lord, why we have been brought here?”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal">The king gestured towards his left. A meek fellow with white hair, big black spectacles stood and began to speak. I am Dr Morpan, researcher at Pluto. We have found that people from Earth are constantly trying to intrude our land by sending in rockets and astronauts. You people are so much power hungry that you fight your own people for land, food, money and now you are making our lives miserable. Then he showed them a movie over the past 10 years how mankind has really polluted their atmosphere and their ill effects on them. At the end of the movie, Dr Morepan said,” We have kidnapped you and we want to negotiate with your people to leave our land or else you have to die”. A big monstrous laugh leaves them stunned. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><a href="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahZG4nHesoQ/WMqvDvEZnuI/AAAAAAAAAOM/A36zIvIH0AYydCvd-iN_o3iU1aOP0Q9fACLcB/s1600/9.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahZG4nHesoQ/WMqvDvEZnuI/AAAAAAAAAOM/A36zIvIH0AYydCvd-iN_o3iU1aOP0Q9fACLcB/s320/9.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Meanwhile on Earth, Raghu’s mother got worried when he didn’t turn up before dark. It was 08:00 PM now. She searched the entire society, checked with security if Raghu went outside the gate. When nothing worked out, she went to police station to register an FIR. On the other hand, ISRO received an extra terrestrial message saying, “We have Raghu, Ram, and Alia. Leave Pluto, we leave them”. There was a emergency alert sounded in entire country. Home minister ordered to attack Pluto and bring back the kids safe and sound. ISRO planned a nuclear warfare and planted MISSLE1990 targeting Pluto. Minutes before the launch, they sent a warning message to Pluto asking them to surrender and handover the kids. Dr Morepan analyzed the missile power and advised the King to surrender else they will meet their end. The king got terrified and asked his council to send a message of ceasefire to Earth. </div><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><a href="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nVuBevP9Dtg/WMqukxkVtRI/AAAAAAAAAN4/ZoBB_nN6EIA_07vS5KbW5D9hlYVH4_uBwCLcB/s1600/4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><br /></a><a href="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nVuBevP9Dtg/WMqukxkVtRI/AAAAAAAAAN4/ZoBB_nN6EIA_07vS5KbW5D9hlYVH4_uBwCLcB/s1600/4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><br /></a>Raghu, Alia and Ram were back in their park. When asked where they went, all they could recall was nothing about their extra terrestrial trip.&nbsp;</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Fn-DgJZ7xk/WMqu19c2fvI/AAAAAAAAAOA/PqYpeUsnAnEOTKPPLbtZbtJ2Ijkp2u2qwCLcB/s1600/6.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Fn-DgJZ7xk/WMqu19c2fvI/AAAAAAAAAOA/PqYpeUsnAnEOTKPPLbtZbtJ2Ijkp2u2qwCLcB/s200/6.JPG" width="200" /></a><a href="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WNgmIWg-Vn0/WMqu8VAqnaI/AAAAAAAAAOE/nU6M4fX3K2op5GubCwQ5Q8Bl0l7cXp1HQCLcB/s1600/7.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WNgmIWg-Vn0/WMqu8VAqnaI/AAAAAAAAAOE/nU6M4fX3K2op5GubCwQ5Q8Bl0l7cXp1HQCLcB/s200/7.JPG" width="200" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="background-color: white; 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text-align: center;"><a href="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aAtpCFjbctw/V5XKMX3LatI/AAAAAAAAAM8/PX7JwoVXsAg5-Nc1yrTiWe1V1VKOokIBACLcB/s1600/IMG_1915.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aAtpCFjbctw/V5XKMX3LatI/AAAAAAAAAM8/PX7JwoVXsAg5-Nc1yrTiWe1V1VKOokIBACLcB/s320/IMG_1915.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 18.399999618530273px;">I must appreciate #Blogadda for conceptualizing the idea of collaborating different bloggers and bring them on a common platform to think and write a story. I would like to congratulate all the 30 bloggers who worked passionately day in and day out to create this piece crafted with precision. What I liked most about the book is that the characters in all the three stories are the same and the reader doesn’t get lost as he/she progresses towards the end. #Blogadda has given a nice platform for the creative bloggers to come forward and pen down their creations in the form of a book and let the world know about it. I truly enjoyed reading the book and being a book critic this time, I would love to be a part of the writing team whenever #Blogadda is launching the second edition. I will review each story one by one. The first story is ‘The Awakening’ is a sci-fi story of the aliens planning to attack the Earth and take it under its control and on the other hand there are good aliens who want to thwart their attack by trying to awaken their long lost noble alien Clariota. The story is beautifully crafted with an apt pace which grips the reader and doesn’t allow him/her to close the book until the story is over. The second story is about a murder mystery. The reader is on his/her toes until the very last when the clouds of suspicion are scattered and the real killer is revealed. The story ‘Missing’ I find it to be apt title for a movie. And the last story is on a very delicate subject especially in a conservative society like India. A young man who turns out to be homosexual is raped by his seniors at college. He couldn’t tell his family due to the fear of rejection; he decides to pursue his dream of casting a movie with Amitabh Bachhan and heads out to Mumbai. In Mumbai confusion prevails when a little girl Roohi goes missing and her parents thought she has been kidnapped by Cyrus. The story is neatly written with a lot of twists and turns. The writer has left the story open ended for the reader to create a chain of thoughts what could have happened next which I like the most. Apart from the good things there are few grammatical mistakes in the book here and there. But in the last story the I noticed a unusual thing that chapter 18 appeared immediately after chapter 8. Another thing in all the three stories which I found amusing is that the writers have shown a role reversal for the man and the wife. I wonder if they are pointing to a gen-next era. That is the food for thought left by the writer for the reader to ponder over. Overall I would recommend this book to everyone who is looking for a material which is sweet, short and simple. Go for it folks.&nbsp;</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0in;">6 Degrees is India's first book published through collaborative blogging, written completely by bloggers for the Game of Blogs activity at BlogAdda.&nbsp;Know more about Game of Blogs&nbsp;<a href="http://blog.blogadda.com/2015/01/22/teams-won-game-of-blogs-celebrate-blogging"><b><span style="color: blue;">here</span></b></a>. You can&nbsp;<a href="http://www.amazon.in/Six-Degrees-Game-Blogs-Various/dp/9352013891/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;qid=1465621975&amp;sr=8-1&amp;keywords=6+degrees+Game+of+Blogs"><span style="color: blue;">buy 6 Degrees: Game of Blogs</span></a>&nbsp;if you liked the review.<br /><span style="font-family: inherit;"></span><br /><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: inherit;">This&nbsp;review&nbsp;is a part of the biggest&nbsp;</span><a href="http://blog.blogadda.com/2011/05/04/indian-bloggers-book-reviews" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;" target="_blank"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Book&nbsp;Review&nbsp;Program&nbsp;</span></a><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: inherit;">for&nbsp;</span><a href="http://www.blogadda.com/" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;" target="_blank"><span style="font-family: inherit;">IndianBloggers.</span></a><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: inherit;">&nbsp;Participate now to get free books.</span></span><br /><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0in;">P.S. Do comment in the below box with your view or suggestions for further improvement. Namaste!!!</div></div>Sharma, Nishithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10020836074292014387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825671711854349626.post-90765398197527984222016-06-05T05:59:00.001-07:002016-06-05T05:59:58.826-07:00The seat beside her was empty…<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8GOeV9IQkvQ/V1QhDAReUQI/AAAAAAAAAMo/JzJGUvgh1RYkd8X06SRZhareSBXMPHHbwCLcB/s1600/emptychairtop.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="254" src="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8GOeV9IQkvQ/V1QhDAReUQI/AAAAAAAAAMo/JzJGUvgh1RYkd8X06SRZhareSBXMPHHbwCLcB/s320/emptychairtop.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Travelling so much fun and the enjoyment is dwindled when you travel in any of the public transport. I have been using &nbsp;public transport services from past 16 years and whenever &nbsp;I am travelling alone, I had always desire my co-passenger to be a young beautiful lady. But life has been so cruel to me.&nbsp;</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Until recently I have decided to dump the famous line by SRK,"जिस चीज़ को जितना चाहो&nbsp;,पुरी क़ायनात&nbsp;लग जाती है उसे पाने के&nbsp;लिए" when the fateful day happened which changed my life forever. It was onset of winter in early November when I was on vacation and travelling to Jammu from Bangalore. I was excited to celebrate Diwali with my parents after 3 long years. I planned my travel in short term and thus I had no other option but to travel by train. Unfortunately I didn't get a confirmed ticket and had to travel on RAC ticket from SBC to NDLS in 3-tier coach of Rajdhani express. I was determined to go and one good thing was that I had got atleast half the seat. I only prayed to God to send some lady as my sharing partner- कम से कम सफ़र में मुझे&nbsp;Suffer नहीं करना पड़ेगा&nbsp;. Yes, I was being selfish :)</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">As a practice, IRCTC doesn't allot RAC seat to persons of opposite gender but as a luck by chance I was lucky to find a young lady in her late 20s already occupying the berth. WoW! Thank God. &nbsp;I checked the berth no and placed my luggage beneath&nbsp; the berth and greeted the lady,"Hello maam". With a great effort I politely asked her to make some space for me to sit. In fact I wanted her to rest her legs on me (I was being courteous as my long desire was fulfilled).&nbsp; By her accent and skin texture, I was 100% sure, she was from Delhi. She has untied her long curly black hair and a small strand of her hair was disturbing her left eye and she was using her left hand to place it behind her ear. But the stubborn hair kept falling again and again. She was wearing a sleeveless kurti and a off white legging. She was looking damn beautiful and it became difficult to move my eyes away from her and everytime I saw her, I started&nbsp; loving her even more. After our dinner, it was past 10'o clock and she started yawning. I started the conversation and told her to sleep comfortably and I just need some space to sit. Reality was that I just wanted to observe her forever.&nbsp; खूबसूरत है जो इतना सहा नहींजाता&nbsp;, the song kept reverberating in my mind. She shook me out of my reverie and said,"We can sleep on same berth." </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">I said to myself,"If she doesn't have any problem, then why should I worry. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">After all she is a Delhi girl and Delhi girls are too extrovert and flirtatious". We spread our bed-sheet and slept on the same berth under the same blanket. After sometime she was snoring loudly and I was not getting any sleep as I was just on the edge of the berth and any moment I could fall. I pushed myself a little and moved my leg over her and hugged her with my right arm. I hugged him so tightly that I could feel her chest and my virgin organ was touching her ass. She didn't wake up and started moaning. Suddenly she turned around and started kissing&nbsp; me. I reached my climax and was about to burst. Suddenly I came back to my senses to see me all drenched in sweat and breathing heavily in the chill of 3-tier AC compartment. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">The lady was staring at me with a question in her mind and she asked,"Are you okay?" </div><div class="MsoNormal">I said," Yes but I need some fresh air and I went outside, opened the door to let the air brush my hair and face". </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">I came back and told her to sleep until 03:00 AM when I will take my turn to sleep. This way we took turns sleeping and passed the night. The whole episode of my dreams &nbsp;was in my mind and I couldn't make eye contact with her as I was feeling guilty. The next night also we did the same and early morning we reached New Delhi station. I picked my luggage and said 'Goodbye' to the lady of my fantasy world and left the station as quickly as I can.</div><div class="MsoNormal">I realized that in the journey of 35 hours we didn't even introduced ourselves and I just committed a heinous crime of fantasizing with her. I asked for forgiveness from God and wished not to ask for a lady co-passenger again in future.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><strong><span style="background: white; color: #333333; font-family: &quot;trebuchet ms&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 115%;">‘This post is a part of</span></strong><span class="apple-converted-space"><b><span style="background: white; color: #333333; font-family: &quot;trebuchet ms&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 115%;">&nbsp;</span></b></span><strong><span style="background: white; color: #333333; font-family: &quot;trebuchet ms&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 115%;"><a href="http://blog.blogadda.com/category/write-over-the-weekend-wow" target="_blank" title="Write Over the Weekend"><span style="color: #b85b5a; text-decoration: none;">Write Over the Weekend</span></a>, an initiative for</span></strong><span class="apple-converted-space"><b><span style="background: white; color: #333333; font-family: &quot;trebuchet ms&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 115%;">&nbsp;</span></b></span><strong><span style="background: white; color: #333333; font-family: &quot;trebuchet ms&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 115%;"><a href="http://www.blogadda.com/" target="_blank" title="Indian Bloggers"><span style="color: #b85b5a; text-decoration: none;">Indian Bloggers</span></a></span></strong><span class="apple-converted-space"><b><span style="background: white; color: #333333; font-family: &quot;trebuchet ms&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 115%;">&nbsp;</span></b></span><strong><span style="background: white; color: #333333; font-family: &quot;trebuchet ms&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 115%;">by BlogAdda.’</span></strong></div></div>Sharma, Nishithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10020836074292014387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825671711854349626.post-35962120362682274322016-05-29T03:50:00.003-07:002016-05-30T01:35:59.428-07:00Chronicles of Monday<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;helvetica&quot; , sans-serif;">&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;helvetica&quot; , sans-serif;"><a href="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yGc5fVKc9m4/V0v7KaxrFnI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_H-pifhT-v09Xo3UlqXEqG3as31zFYzWACLcB/s1600/wowbadge.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yGc5fVKc9m4/V0v7KaxrFnI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_H-pifhT-v09Xo3UlqXEqG3as31zFYzWACLcB/s1600/wowbadge.png" /></a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;helvetica&quot; , sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;helvetica&quot; , sans-serif;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6FGQ_SufdUw/V0v7ZOYpWKI/AAAAAAAAAMU/_ywKOy4D8vgzYjK2WA2ESzfJZj6hq4v5QCLcB/s1600/monday2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6FGQ_SufdUw/V0v7ZOYpWKI/AAAAAAAAAMU/_ywKOy4D8vgzYjK2WA2ESzfJZj6hq4v5QCLcB/s320/monday2.jpg" width="244" /></a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;helvetica&quot; , sans-serif;"><br /></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;helvetica&quot; , sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="color: #333333; font-size: 10.5pt;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;helvetica&quot; , sans-serif;">The joy of weekend among many professionals working 24*5 in MNC has led to the genesis of TGIF concept. One would normally find people leaving office early on Friday evening on one pretext or the other and fixing up party venue with their near and dear. One sees a heavy rush at liquor shops and even in bars and if you are unfortunate you may have to shell out extra bucks to get the choice of brand you prefer- <i>stock finishes up much faster on weekend</i>. For the married folks, Friday night is the only time when they can gulp few beers, relax and live life in their own way lest they have the task to take their wife and children out for shopping and purchasing of daily राशन&nbsp;-पानी&nbsp;over the weekend. And then comes the special appearance- The Big Sunday (रविवार) is a day to rest at home and prepare your mind for the monstrous Monday. The mere thought of Monday suffocates a working person to trauma. For most people Monday is like getting ready for a battle. I have been living in Delhi for the last 10 months and I have observed a choking traffic on every Monday than other days. It seems most people bunk office after Monday. If I were given the power, I would delete Monday from my life. Again it makes no sense as deleting Monday will expose Tuesday as the next day after Sunday. Anyway Monday seems no less than a monster to me. It is the longest day of the week with lots and lots of meetings. It is also true that I have a glance at my watch more number of times than any other days of the week. On the other side of the story I truly sympathize with women who are home managers. At least we professionals or working class have a reason to celebrate weekend but housewives who works 24*7 are not allowed a single day off. For them there is no weekend or Monday. We should think of them and give them at least a day off from their routine duties and serve them self cooked food or take them out for movie and outing. For mothers of school going kids have a tough time to wake them on Monday. I have also observed that when we are happy and enjoying the moment, time flies very fast. On the contrary when we are sad, life just slogs like a tortoise. Same thing happens with Monday. I remember one incident when I had to ask leave for a week from my manager and my Team lead advised me not to meet my manager on Monday as he always had a bad mood on Monday. I went on Tuesday and got my leave confirmed. Monday, thus is a day when employees are low on motivation and as the week approaches Friday, they get a fresh life in them. Hence, it is this reason that organizations keep Thursday as the day to start any new project or asking a new recruit to join them. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;helvetica&quot; , sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="color: #333333; font-size: 10.5pt;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;helvetica&quot; , sans-serif;">I am listing a few funny and humorous messages of one-liners we usually get on whatsapp on every Sunday night.&nbsp;</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="color: #333333; font-size: 10.5pt;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;helvetica&quot; , sans-serif;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: 14.25pt; 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margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;"><img border="0" height="140" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oqeSQF_r8tY/V0rIvKrEGQI/AAAAAAAAALw/fgcyEJ071rkbNdxJJ1h-Eyn66f0VF3E8QCLcB/s200/monday-blues%2B%25281%2529.jpg" width="200" /></span></a></span></div><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;helvetica&quot; , sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">&nbsp;</span><span style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/--3SQPekRiXE/V0rIu-DdenI/AAAAAAAAALo/Biq1hxW2HaUKrIdyQkER0oeWHGE6U9dbQCLcB/s1600/monday-blues-quotes-sleep-300x199.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="132" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/--3SQPekRiXE/V0rIu-DdenI/AAAAAAAAALo/Biq1hxW2HaUKrIdyQkER0oeWHGE6U9dbQCLcB/s200/monday-blues-quotes-sleep-300x199.jpg" width="200" /></a></span><a href="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Du1pqQN37EQ/V0rIvhHeqPI/AAAAAAAAAL0/cGanHUc95rwxhCwIPV5T7ascfssbKrJgACLcB/s1600/monday-blues.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;"><img border="0" height="130" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Du1pqQN37EQ/V0rIvhHeqPI/AAAAAAAAAL0/cGanHUc95rwxhCwIPV5T7ascfssbKrJgACLcB/s200/monday-blues.jpg" width="200" /></span></a></span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;helvetica&quot; , sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;">&nbsp;</span><span style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><a href="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_B3N1fmYmQ8/V0rIwL646vI/AAAAAAAAAL4/T-PBSMUYMLAiqlhC95srWWeWt25nwA-SQCLcB/s1600/monday-friday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="138" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_B3N1fmYmQ8/V0rIwL646vI/AAAAAAAAAL4/T-PBSMUYMLAiqlhC95srWWeWt25nwA-SQCLcB/s200/monday-friday.jpg" width="200" /></a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><a href="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SVQCkNtilZU/V0rIweKrJgI/AAAAAAAAAMA/XS4bTMEAPq8MwcL5vqr9e2qvv62lkPlSACLcB/s1600/mondaybreakup.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="115" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SVQCkNtilZU/V0rIweKrJgI/AAAAAAAAAMA/XS4bTMEAPq8MwcL5vqr9e2qvv62lkPlSACLcB/s200/mondaybreakup.jpg" width="200" /></a></span></span><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="color: #333333; font-size: 10.5pt;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;helvetica&quot; , sans-serif;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: 14.25pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;helvetica&quot; , sans-serif;"><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%;">‘This post is a part of&nbsp;</span><span style="line-height: 115%;"><a href="http://blog.blogadda.com/category/write-over-the-weekend-wow" target="_blank" title="Write Over the Weekend"><span style="color: #b85b5a; line-height: 115%;">Write Over the Weekend</span></a></span><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%;">, an initiative for&nbsp;</span><span style="line-height: 115%;"><a href="http://www.blogadda.com/" target="_blank" title="Indian Bloggers"><span style="color: #b85b5a; line-height: 115%;">Indian Bloggers</span></a></span><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%;">&nbsp;by BlogAdda.’</span></span></div></div>Sharma, Nishithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10020836074292014387noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825671711854349626.post-43511279788293345582016-05-23T02:12:00.000-07:002016-05-23T02:12:33.597-07:00The Wrong 'Touch'...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="MsoNormal">On one regular Monday morning, Sunita woke up to the cacophonic sound of the alarm at 06:00 AM. She prepared morning breakfast for her husband and 4 year old daughter, Iha in a hushed manner. After dropping Iha to her school bus she began getting ready for her office. She kissed her husband on her forehead and left for metro station. As it was already peak hours she didn’t get a seat in metro and was upset over the fact that even ladies reserved seat was occupied by women passengers. As the metro moved closer to the heart of the city, it got more and more packed. No place to even breathe and people jostling to find a square inch to stand. In such a crowd, there are people with filthy mind who tend to find ways to feel women at the wrong areas. But I must tell you, God has given women a special power to identify between wrong and good touch. Sunita was standing holding the bar when she suddenly felt something bony hard moving on her bum. She glanced back with a tough look but she noticed a innocent looking boy in his early twenties giving her a sheepish smile. She ignored him. After few minutes she again noticed some movement on her back now. She turned around and spotted the same young boy. This time she couldn’t control her anger and bluntly told him to be in his limits or less he will get a beating of his lifetime. Meanwhile the train reached Rajiv Chowk metro station. She had to get down to change the line. As a usual scene at Rajiv Chowk metro station, the people outside are more enthusiastic to board than allowing passengers inside to get down. The reason there is always a jam like situation. Sunita was getting down and a man from the opposite direction was coming in and when they were almost few inches apart he pushed Sunita at her chest and went inside. Sunita was left shocked and stunned. She was damn sure it was a deliberate attempt to press her breasts and not an accident. All this is a regular scene in Delhi metro and I am sure this must be a regular scene in any public transport. The purpose of my writing this post is to let all male chauvinist men realize that they do have sisters, mothers at home and someday karma will hit them back. It is high time to understand that women are not mere object of enjoyment but they are also human beings. Learn to give them respect they deserve. They too have the same right to live free on this planet as you have. I hope you have learnt a lesson.&nbsp;</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Please do share and spread to others.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><strong style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">‘This post is a part of&nbsp;<a href="http://blog.blogadda.com/category/write-over-the-weekend-wow" style="color: #b85b5a; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank" title="Write Over the Weekend">Write Over the Weekend</a>, an initiative for&nbsp;<a href="http://www.blogadda.com/" style="color: #b85b5a; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank" title="Indian Bloggers">Indian Bloggers</a>&nbsp;by BlogAdda.’&nbsp;</strong>&nbsp;</div></div>Sharma, Nishithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10020836074292014387noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825671711854349626.post-82550119263471338192016-05-18T05:28:00.002-07:002016-05-23T01:08:56.669-07:00रेलगाड़ी: A messy affair...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 144.0pt; text-indent: 36.0pt;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 144.0pt; text-indent: 36.0pt;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-crhnT37xoI4/Vzxdc-_G8LI/AAAAAAAAALI/2d_FMMms7BojoS6A3pSq_kY7mGWrOhNNgCLcB/s1600/o-INDIAN-RAILWAYS-facebook.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-crhnT37xoI4/Vzxdc-_G8LI/AAAAAAAAALI/2d_FMMms7BojoS6A3pSq_kY7mGWrOhNNgCLcB/s400/o-INDIAN-RAILWAYS-facebook.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 144.0pt; text-indent: 36.0pt;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">I have been a regular commuter of Indian railways shuttling between New Delhi and Jammu quite often. My रेलगाड़ी&nbsp;&nbsp;story dates back to my college days when I used to travel in sleeper class on waitlisted or confirmed ticket. Those were the days when online booking facility from <a href="http://www.irctc.co.in/">www.irctc.co.in</a> was not born yet. We used to wake up at 06:00 in the morning and reach the reservation office at least an hour before the window open time. I still remember the time when I slept on the floor of the sleeper coach. I believe it was the joy of going home plus the ‘student bonus’ which pushes one to travel by sleeping on the floor. But today after 9 years I am so used to travelling in 3 tiers that I cannot think of travelling in sleeper class. Moreover the sleeper class scenario has changed today. Now second class which was used to be 9 years back has upgraded to sleeper class status. Sleeper class is now in lot of chaotic condition. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">My travel escapade has been more of a 'Suffer' than comfortable 'सफ़र'. It has been a messy affair for me always. On one such journey from Jammu to Agra in Jhelum&nbsp;express, I had to forgo my gifted हिमाचली&nbsp;टोपी&nbsp;and tibetian jacket from 3<sup>rd</sup> AC coach. On another occasion, I forgot my glasses in train while de-boarding at New Delhi station. The best part is I always get confused with train numbers- Duronto express and Udhampur AC special to be in particular. These two trains run on alternate days from Udhampur on same time i.e 1920 hours. On one such fateful day I was waiting for Duronto express at Jammu Tawi station along with my father. The train didn't show up. On platform 3, Udhampur AC special arrived at 1915 hours. At 1915 hours my father asked me to check my ticket and to my surprise I had to be in platform 3. I made a mockery of myself. How can I be so careless? I promised not to repeat it again. But I made the same blunder again in a span of 1 month. Since that day I haven’t messed up so far with train numbers but I am not sure how long this will last ;).</div><div class="MsoNormal">We all are aware that consuming liquor in train is illegal but I want to confess that I drank twice and had one of a joyride<b>.</b> Many of us have travelled in Rajdhani train and we must have experienced that the person serving food will come at the end of the meal asking for सेव-पानी. Passengers will give away ten/twenty bucks either willingly/un-willingly. I too used to pay the person ten bucks but yesterday I realized this is wrong. Why should we pay the person? That is his work and he is getting paid for it.&nbsp;सेव-पानी&nbsp;amounts to corruption which we should avoid. Next time keep this in mind and bluntly&nbsp;refuse to pay anything. With all such messy affairs I love travelling by train because every-time I look back at my blunders, I smile at myself but I do learn and try to make it the last error in judgement.&nbsp;</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">P.S. Keep watching this space for more travel affairs. Do comment please.&nbsp;</div><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><br /><iframe frameborder="0" height="75" scrolling="no" src="http://www.blogadda.com/rate.php?blgid=59939" width="170"></iframe></div></div>Sharma, Nishithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10020836074292014387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825671711854349626.post-39672999662700724282016-05-12T00:22:00.004-07:002016-05-23T01:09:30.993-07:00The Art of Drinking...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bUv5IXUkM7o/VzQu2aS5rWI/AAAAAAAAAK0/SmtdrWfJ0LkC1EJhdoP2u7bKiRB4Q5gOQCLcB/s1600/drinking_is_an_art.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: &quot;trebuchet ms&quot; , sans-serif;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bUv5IXUkM7o/VzQu2aS5rWI/AAAAAAAAAK0/SmtdrWfJ0LkC1EJhdoP2u7bKiRB4Q5gOQCLcB/s200/drinking_is_an_art.jpg" width="200" /></span></a></div><span style="font-family: &quot;trebuchet ms&quot; , sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif;"><br /></span></span><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: &quot;trebuchet ms&quot; , sans-serif;">It was 08:00 PM on a bitter cold December evening when a TV commercial flashed before my eyes,&nbsp;&nbsp; ” McDowell’s Soda and Music CDs”. By the time the commercial finished, I had already ordered my servant to make a large ‘On the rocks’ scotch for me with Delhi’s spicy tandoori Momos and peanuts. Cheers!!!</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: &quot;trebuchet ms&quot; , sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: &quot;trebuchet ms&quot; , sans-serif;">In India, one who consumes alcohol is considered as ‘untouchable’ by one who doesn't drink. It is a subject which people often hide it from their wives, girlfriends or parents. While I was having my glass of scotch, I did an introspection as to why alcohol is a serious problem in India. Let me just list a few problems here:</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: &quot;trebuchet ms&quot; , sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -18.0pt;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span style="font-family: &quot;trebuchet ms&quot; , sans-serif;">1.<span style="font-stretch: normal;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span><!--[endif]-->Alcohol is seen as the main reason of women abuse/teasing.</span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -18.0pt;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span style="font-family: &quot;trebuchet ms&quot; , sans-serif;">2.<span style="font-stretch: normal;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span><!--[endif]-->Alcohol is seen as the cause of road accidents.</span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -18.0pt;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span style="font-family: &quot;trebuchet ms&quot; , sans-serif;">3.<span style="font-stretch: normal;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span><!--[endif]-->Too much intake causes liver cancer.</span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -18.0pt;"><span style="font-family: &quot;trebuchet ms&quot; , sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: &quot;trebuchet ms&quot; , sans-serif;">Why a person behaves irrationally or exhibits weird behaviour in an inebriated state? The reason is that alcohol has a direct effect on our nervous system. In our body there is a master gland known as ‘Pituitary gland’ or ‘छोटा दिमाग़ ‘ which controls the functions of other endocrine glands. Alcohol makes this gland handicapped and thus the person&nbsp;couldn't&nbsp;control his thinking capability or even his walk&nbsp;and speech. The problem lies in the fact that when we start drinking we have a starting point but our finishing point is pushed every time we are nearing it and we stop when we either puke or run out of money. There is a very well know line,” Do not let alcohol take control of you”. If you can do it, then you can truly enjoy your drink and wake up fresh the next morning. Also I have observed in India people gulp their drink in one go. What’s the hurry? Nobody is snatching your drink. Take a small sip, look around and talk to your साकी. And there are people who eat lot more चखना than the amount of drink they take. Always follow the rule of 1:3,”After every 3 sips, take a small amount of चखना”. Now let’s come to most important part of drinking,” How to make a drink?”. Never ever mix cold drink in Scotch/Whisky/Rum. They are to be consumed with Soda/water or on the rocks only when it is premium Scotch whisky (RS, McDowell’s No 1, BP, Signature&nbsp;etc.&nbsp;are not to be consumed&nbsp;raw). Pour 30 ml or 60 ml in a standard whisky glass and then add soda or water according to your preference in the ratio of 1:3. It is very good if you know your limits or if you are not sure then stick to 3 or 4. Always remember never drive after consuming alcohol, instead book a taxi. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: &quot;trebuchet ms&quot; , sans-serif;">In my opinion, our education system must include a subject on drinking etiquettes. Sooner or later we will be graduating from college and in corporate world we will be attending official parties. With the current drinking habits we will become a laughing stock or we may even face disciplinary action due to our weird behaviour. It is a hard fact that the authorities can prohibit people from drinking in certain premises but they cannot stop anyone from boozing. Rather they should train them how to drink in ‘<i>corporate style</i>’ or the way of <i>Corporate-drinking</i>. We must design a code of conduct for drinking responsibly and remember it by heart.&nbsp;<i><b>Which glass to pick for which kind of drink? How to hold the glass? How to offer someone a drink? How much to drink?&nbsp;</b><o:p></o:p></i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: &quot;trebuchet ms&quot; , sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: &quot;trebuchet ms&quot; , sans-serif;">Drinking should be seen as a celebration. It is a way to liberate you from all mundane troubles of life. As they say too much of everything is bad, so be in your limits if you want to live longer. I always advise my fellow drinkers to ‘<i>drink responsibly’ </i>and do not forget to invite me for a drinking session with you<i>.&nbsp;</i></span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;trebuchet ms&quot; , sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: &quot;trebuchet ms&quot; , sans-serif;"><b>!!!Happy Boozing!!!</b><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: &quot;trebuchet ms&quot; , sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: &quot;trebuchet ms&quot; , sans-serif;"><br /></span><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: &quot;trebuchet ms&quot; , sans-serif;">P.S. All the above view are my own and do not target anybody in particular. I have tried to cover all aspects but in case I missed any point do leave it in your comments.&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: &quot;trebuchet ms&quot; , sans-serif;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif;"><iframe frameborder="0" height="75" scrolling="no" src="http://www.blogadda.com/rate.php?blgid=59939" width="170"></iframe></span></div></div>Sharma, Nishithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10020836074292014387noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825671711854349626.post-33472813035073408132016-05-10T22:32:00.001-07:002016-05-23T01:09:41.567-07:00Citizen Matters Bangalore: My Post <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><a href="http://bangalore.citizenmatters.in/articles/electronic-city-garbage-issues-citizen-intiatives">A post regarding concern for my surrounding.</a><br /><br />I wrote this article back in 2014 when I was working in Tech Mahindra Bangalore after getting pissed off with the ever increasing garbage filth and stench in Elctronic City Phase-2.<br /><br />Do visit the link and post your comments.<br /><br /><br /><iframe frameborder="0" height="75" scrolling="no" src="http://www.blogadda.com/rate.php?blgid=59939" width="170"></iframe></div>Sharma, Nishithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10020836074292014387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825671711854349626.post-86515992009372549262016-05-10T04:35:00.003-07:002016-05-23T01:09:53.055-07:00!!!Life in a Fast Lane!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aepaPWNftY8/VzHGJ7MjP2I/AAAAAAAAAKk/9H4o7p50lEIKJN6tXFNQL26VIyqzDzamQCLcB/s1600/train_2020717i.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;helvetica&quot; , sans-serif; font-size: medium;"><img border="0" height="212" src="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aepaPWNftY8/VzHGJ7MjP2I/AAAAAAAAAKk/9H4o7p50lEIKJN6tXFNQL26VIyqzDzamQCLcB/s640/train_2020717i.jpg" width="640" /></span></a></div><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;helvetica&quot; , sans-serif; font-size: medium;"></span><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;helvetica&quot; , sans-serif; font-size: medium;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;helvetica&quot; , sans-serif; font-size: medium;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;helvetica&quot; , sans-serif; font-size: medium;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;helvetica&quot; , sans-serif; font-size: medium;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;helvetica&quot; , sans-serif; font-size: medium;">&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;helvetica&quot; , sans-serif; font-size: medium;">It has been 10 months I have bid adieu to Bangalore to be landed in the ‘Bhaiya’ capital of India. After having lived in Bangalore for 5 years, I have become resistant to the scorching summers and bone chilling winters of North India. The solution to winter season is easy: bunk classes-stay under your quilt-wear woollens and keep a bottle of ‘Old Monk XXX Rum’ all time with you. Thank God I didn’t have to face the brunt of Delhi winters and the season was passed joyfully. But now I am facing the wrath of Sun God. And worst of all I have do my 6-8 weeks of summer intern-ship. God has been very unkind with me these days. I am a late riser and these days I have to get up at 06:00 in the morning to be in office by 09:00. I have been commuting for about 4 hours in Delhi metro plus shared auto daily. I never had any kind of skin problems before in my life but in these 10 months I am getting one after the other skin related ailments. <i>और गर्मी तो ऐसे है की बर्फ की सिल्ली लेकर चलना बेहतर है</i>. Let me share my observations on the people of NCR.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;helvetica&quot; , sans-serif; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;helvetica&quot; , sans-serif; font-size: medium;">If you happen to travel in a metro during peak hours, you will be astonished to see the crowd in such a rush. People are running from one end to other and making every effort to catch a foot space in metro if not a place to sit. I do not understand the fact that when we have a metro running every 2-5 minutes then why people want to get on the metro which is already jam packed and no place to even breathe. For shorter persons like me, we get crushed in the crowd and worst of all our nose gets blinded by the seat soaked under arms of taller commuters. It gets even worse when a fart machine is travelling with you. Usually it takes me about 90 minutes from Noida sector-15 to Dwarka sector-12 and I have now observed umpteen ways how people spend their travel time. Some prefer to take a power nap while others listen to FM radio, play games, read novels, gossip (very common among school kids or couples) and quite a few like me secretly scans pretty women. And coming to expenses, Delhi/Gurgaon/Noida are damn expensive cities as compared with Bangalore or Hyderabad. Boozing in an AC bar in Gurgaon/Delhi will pay heavily on your pocket. Lastly a&nbsp; caution to all the first time visitors to the city of ‘Bhaiyas’, keep your eyes and mind wide open lest <i>बंदे यहाँ के कब मुहँ से हाथ डाल के पिछवाड़े से निकलेंगे पता भी नही चलेगा.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;helvetica&quot; , sans-serif; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;helvetica&quot; , sans-serif; font-size: medium;"><br /></span><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;helvetica&quot; , sans-serif; font-size: medium;"><i>P.S. ‘Bhaiya’ is not to be taken seriously. The word is used just to create humour. Otherwise I have huge respect for people from UP/Bihar as they are better known for building India.</i></span><br /><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;helvetica&quot; , sans-serif; font-size: medium;"><i></i></span><br /><span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"><i><iframe frameborder="0" height="75" scrolling="no" src="http://www.blogadda.com/rate.php?blgid=59939" width="170"></iframe></i></span></div></div>Sharma, Nishithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10020836074292014387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825671711854349626.post-64591328812063412682015-05-19T01:09:00.001-07:002015-05-19T01:36:16.511-07:00Mobile app: Smarter way to surf<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div dir="ltr">“Get smarter with a smartphone- Anonymous”</div><div dir="ltr">Today it is a rarity to find a person who doesn’t own a smartphone. Smartphones have become our foster babies. Be it restaurants, Malls, Public transport or even pedestrians we see people involved in multitasking. This human invention is such a compact, handy and powerful device in your hand which powers you to browse, share and get information of almost anything on the move. You don’t need to carry your bulky laptops all the time to do some of your lite odd jobs using your smartphone. Need not to mention smartphones cannot do high end computing tasks but yes, it has eased a lot of pressure off Laptops/PCs. Moreover not everyone owns a PC or Laptop but yes they do have a smartphone. The reason is well known-‘MRP’. You own a smartphone for as low as 5000 today. Indeed Smartphone has become a fashion statement of our lives.</div><div dir="ltr">Let us take a look at what are our smartphones are capable of today. You can book movie tickets, air tickets, check IPL scores, browse Facebook feeds, watch videos on Youtube , play games and so on. All of this can be done on the move with the assistance of available Mobile apps developed by our techie geeks. A big round of applause for our Mobile app developer&nbsp; who are putting in all their efforts to give us glitch free apps. </div><div dir="ltr">Let us consider a real life situation. You are sitting in office pretending to be very busy in your work :) Suddenly you phone pops a message,” Wish your wife Happy Birthday”. Bang on!!! Forgetting birthday of your better half can be catastrophic. Now you don’t have the courage to wish her so late. What to do? You decide to surprise her by a gift, a nice outfit or jewelry or a beautiful watch but you don’t have time to go out and shop. You decide to order a gift online. Unfortunately your office network doesn’t allow you to open Myntra website :(. Suddenly your hand slips into your pocket and you take out your…………………………….brand new iPhone 6 :). You download Myntra app from iOS store in less than cooking time of Maggi noodles:). You access Myntra mobile app on your smartphone and order the gift for same day delivery with a click of a button. You have your moment of joy. It is that simple and I mean it :) After a few minutes of relaxation, you again sprang up from your cushioned seat with a thought,” How would a Birthday look like without a cake?&nbsp; My wife would kill me for sure?”. You call your friend and he suggests you to order from #fnp. Fortunately you have a mobile app for it. Finally you are through and have saved yourself from constant nagging of your wife until her next birthday. And all of this is possible because of Mobile apps available on your smartphone. </div><div dir="ltr">Mobile apps on Smartphone have given us the mobility. Shopping using mobile apps you can avoid your time and energy in bargaining with shopkeepers. We have the ease to compare the product price, check reviews on multiple apps before finally buying the product. We need to think in terms of conserving energy and time and utilizing the same elsewhere in more constructive tasks. Mobile apps also gives us the ease of browsing, selecting and ordering product from comfort of our air conditioned rooms when outside temperature is soaring at 44 degrees. </div><div dir="ltr">Smartphones are easy to operate and you don’t require any extra coaching to learn it. Even a kid of 5 years and above can operate a smartphone effectively and even better than you. Mobile apps are the future which gives you a rich experience in shopping. Join the mobile app bandwagon today and wish you Happy Surfing :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-jYDzgqUH4pw/VVrvoBWpOcI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Rs0MI0gsWuo/s1600/6MNLRbl6BDBlxCwq2-JH6zNO3ZOvOz1i653znUObBN4DGodVp2spw7BEM-X4dW4unmIHaCmEhU-cJRYmYuR6Dh5qoMCOuKmSMXdbbP1yuh-Lx79GLUXyolO32-o0KsVbp3IS8J15iGgG0EvyyQolWHvG%25253Dw501-h293-nc.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"> <img border="0" src="http://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-jYDzgqUH4pw/VVrvoBWpOcI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Rs0MI0gsWuo/s640/6MNLRbl6BDBlxCwq2-JH6zNO3ZOvOz1i653znUObBN4DGodVp2spw7BEM-X4dW4unmIHaCmEhU-cJRYmYuR6Dh5qoMCOuKmSMXdbbP1yuh-Lx79GLUXyolO32-o0KsVbp3IS8J15iGgG0EvyyQolWHvG%3Dw501-h293-nc.png" /> </a> </div><img class="bm-blog-post" style="padding: 0;border: 0;" src="https://www.blogmint.com/frontendUtil/openPage?page=blog-post-read&oId=bb2ea594312140dc8eaf0bc2e9ace31e&uId=8dfae664a8a64553852140e42b8de60f&count=1&image=one-pixel.png"/></div>Sharma, Nishithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10020836074292014387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825671711854349626.post-78828258678703078432014-12-21T10:01:00.001-08:002014-12-21T10:01:12.844-08:00Pre-Marital Sex "Y/N"<p dir=ltr>"Tring Tring". The song from the movie Aashiqui2~ Hum tere bin reh nahi sakte reverbrated the hostel room. A cheerful Raj answers the call to hear inconsolably sobbing Simran. After a brief 2 minutes, Simran initiated the first word,"Positive". Raj was stunned to silence. He couldn't muster courage to speak up anything. How could he be so careless? Had if he spent extra 10 bucks he could have avoided the shocking revelation. The question kept hovering his mind and he maintained silence. Simran continued again. Will you marry me Raj? Marriage is the only thing which can silence the blabbering mouths of our society. I don't want to live my life as a murdererer for the rest of my life? Raj didn't speak and disconnected the call. For the next few days he shied away from taking anymore calls from her and even changed his contact number. Simran felt cheated and decides to end up her life. After graduating from college, Raj gets a job with MNC and marries a girl of his parents choice.This is just one case to talk about. Had if Raj taken extra care, such situation wouldn't have taken place. But question that needs answer,"Is it right for these two love birds to indulge in secret act for years together?" Let's understand what is Sex and the society we are living in and we will get our answer.</p><p dir=ltr>We have come to an age where the gender gap is coming closer and communication channel is opening up. Couple of decades ago, people would shy away from expressing love in public. There was a time when talking to a girl was considered inappropriate let alone kissing, making love or live together before marriage. In times of today, men and women are having a merry time enjoying each other's company. Talking, Kissing, Partying has become a common scene today but 'Sex' remains a taboo, even though everyone likes to do it behind the walls without anyone knowing it. Apart from cosying we have witnessed a rising trend where men and women bravely taking a bold step forward to end up losing it all before marriage. It doesn't matter to them even if they are going to end up getting married or not. All they care for is that very moment of joy and enchantment which they want to live together. But the big question before us is 'Is pre-marital sex okay?' Infact the word Sex is itself misonomer and shoudl be called 'Sexuality'. Sex is what exists in animals who don't have the mind to experience the flow of energy through their body. Sexuality is the energy which arises when two bodies come in close proximity to each other and both experience this energy with a full concious mind. I would rather like to rephrase this question to,"Are we bold enough to accept this change?" <br> &#9;<br>&#9;&#9;&#9;&#9;&#9;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Few decades ago, our society considered 'Sex' as immoral if one had sex before marriage or someone has illicit relationship with xyz. Morality was synonymous to Sex in those times. Actually Sex is a joyful game where 2 souls play and exchange each other bodily energies. Why should anyone be bothered by it? But the society we are living in has imposed this thought in our mind that Sex is bad unless one is authorized to do so. By authoirized I mean legally wedded by everyone's consent. It is okay to talk to the opposite gender, kiss and make love with him/her. It should mean absolute enjoyment for both souls lest it becomes a liability or moral burden. As in the above incident, Raj and Simran went a step ahead where their energy is transformed into a third soul. Raj doesn't have the courage to accept it and convince his parents to marry Simran and thus decided to dump her. That was immoral and cannot be justified by any reasoning. It is utmost necessary to be in concious state of mind while making out love with your partner no matter the two of you are bonded legally or not.</p><p dir=ltr>&#9;&#9;&#9;&#9;&#9;It is not a question of Yes or No to marital Sex, it is rather a question which we should ask our fully concious mind. Are we mature enough to do the right thing? Is our act justified enough? Just be sure to enjoy the pleasure but don't end up on crossroads like Raj and Simran ended up. </p><p dir=ltr>Go and Order now the story of Poonam Uppal on Flipkart http://www.flipkart.com/passionaate-gospel-true-love-mystical-story/p/itmd9ybcf9qm7sca?pid=9788192105109&amp;otracker=from-search&amp;srno=t_1&amp;query=poonaam+uppal+&amp;ref=665a3878-5c80-4a50-b0a3-c20af207cfd7.<br></p>Sharma, Nishithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10020836074292014387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825671711854349626.post-50512991474057243352013-10-10T01:12:00.002-07:002013-10-12T14:51:44.146-07:00'Fresh N Pure' , I call it 'Magic'<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:WordDocument> <w:View>Normal</w:View> <w:Zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:TrackMoves/> <w:TrackFormatting/> <w:PunctuationKerning/> <w:ValidateAgainstSchemas/> <w:SaveIfXMLInvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:IgnoreMixedContent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> 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The day which every single bourgeois human being try to deceive has yet again arrived. It is a part of a cycle which is unavoidable. People call it Monday; I call it 'Shrieking Monday' after a fantastic 'freaking Sunday and Saturday. To avoid the morning hustle and bustle of the city traffic, I take a early head start from home. In fact, the secret to my early start is to avoid anger of my bald boss on reaching late to office. My office is a sweet 30 minutes drive from my home, without a single minute stoppage at red light. Before I start from home, I give a call to one of my #FreshNHappy colleague who lives at the end of the street. After picking her up we hit the Indian road to our office. It would be a waste of time to explain here how tidy and clean we bachelors are. We wear same underwear 'inside out' for 2-3 days. We don't care if are socks are dirty and emanating a pungent smell more bad than rotten egg. But yes we do care to look #FreshNHappy always. We apply gel, comb our hair well and spray half bottle of deodorant on our body. Infact we owe a lot to the revenue of deodorant companies. But we do at times brazen ourselves by secretly farting in public. Back to my car where I and my colleague, Rachita are inching closer to our office with every passing second. This is the only time when I want the clock to stop and I can feel the morning freshness of her wet hair. To make the mood more romantic, I switch on the A/C and play some soft Kishore da's songs on stereo player. It has been couple of months before we started car pooling to office. Since that day, I fell for her and I am pretty sure it is a one sided story but I don't want to take any chances and not telling my feelings for her. All these thoughts were raveling in my mind when all of a sudden a huge bump on the road went unnoticed and the jerk creates a pressure which I am unable to withhold. The result was a 'silent biological blast'. Before I open the window, the polluted air had entered Rachita's nostrils. She looked at me like a sheriff has caught a thief and I feel really embarrassed. In exasperation, I too cover my nose and abuse the Indian unhygienic surroundings. Somehow I reach office and the day ended in a sad note. In the evening, I sat with my friend Monk to share my grief. All of a sudden, an advertisement about #Ambi #Pur mini vent clip appeared on TV. A heap of rotten smelling specimen was placed besides blind-folded persons and was told to smell the air. No surprise what the reaction would be. I decided to give it a try and if it worked then I can avoid such embarrassing situations in future. Above all I can fart as much as I can. Thanks to #Ambi #Pur for giving such a magical device which really makes atmosphere #FreshNHappy. I am married to Rachita and we have two beautiful kids.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yW3B2YmdshI/UlZhaaCx0pI/AAAAAAAAAGA/b4jcPopHhPY/s1600/evbig_1249744758_AmbiPurCar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="166" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yW3B2YmdshI/UlZhaaCx0pI/AAAAAAAAAGA/b4jcPopHhPY/s1600/evbig_1249744758_AmbiPurCar.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div></div>Sharma, Nishithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10020836074292014387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825671711854349626.post-52854865424420321012013-03-31T21:57:00.000-07:002013-03-31T21:57:17.112-07:00Reader Shutdown > Bloglovin<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">It's really shocking to know that Google has decided to shutdown it's Google Reader service. I don't know the reason behind this strange decision. It was really an excellent tool to follow one's favorite blogs. Even one can read blogs when he/she is offline because it maintains a buffer data on your SD card. Anyways I still wish Google realizes how much folks love Google reader and they reconsider their decision. anyways I have moved all my blogs to BlogLovin, Please do join and follow me please | Stay in touch. Please find the link here<br /><br />\<a href="http://www.bloglovin.com/blog/6653481/?claim=qkfvbyupa9p">Follow my blog with Bloglovin</a></div>Sharma, Nishithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10020836074292014387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825671711854349626.post-49947399383328939432013-01-06T10:16:00.001-08:002013-01-06T10:16:59.211-08:00Online Shopping 2013 | Save Money with Couponrani<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><pre style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: start; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: pre-wrap; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"> <br /> <br />Over the last 2 years, we Indians have gone berserk over online shopping. And all thanks to the eCommerce marketing teams who think from Indian customer perspective.<br />Basically what we want is **Discount* *Offers** on goods ranging from Electronics, Apparels, Food, Travel etc etc. Shopping online has given us an ease to browse and buy through the catalog of various goods while munching popcorn at our homes. But there are still many things to be kept in mind before you make a purchase online...<br />1. Before buying from any online shopping website do a through research about it's delivery time. <br />2. If you are buying a product for the first time such a website, don't pay cash instead order a COD (I prefer)<br />3. Compare the product you are buying over more than 2 websites. Choose the one offering lowest price but again remember Rule 1.<br />4. Prior to payment check if there is discount available on particular Credit card. <br />5. And don't forget to sign in to the website after making payment. You will regularly get deal updates on your email.<br />6. Last but not the least, remember to open <a href="http://www.couponrani.com/">www.couponrani.com</a> in another tab of your explorer. And the good thing about is that the <a href="http://www.couponrani.com%20/">www.couponrani.com </a>codes given have very grim chances of getting failed. Yes, they will work!!!!<br /><br />Recently I booked flight tickets through makemytrip and thanks to coupon from <a href="http://www.couponrani.com%20/">www.couponrani.com </a>, I got discount of 200 each on one way ticket. It a good deal right.<br /><br />Folks do remember all the above points while shopping online in 2013 and also don't forget to check our beloved *Rani*, not Rani Mukherjee but <a href="http://www.couponrani.com%20/">www.couponrani.com </a> :)<br /><br />Happy Shopping 2013!!!</pre><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lJfPpFDkdGc/UOm_UdQAleI/AAAAAAAAAFg/PA830rz4lxQ/s1600/Capture.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lJfPpFDkdGc/UOm_UdQAleI/AAAAAAAAAFg/PA830rz4lxQ/s1600/Capture.PNG" /></a></div><pre style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: start; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: pre-wrap; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;">&nbsp;</pre><pre style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: start; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: pre-wrap; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;">&nbsp;</pre><pre style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: start; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: pre-wrap; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;">&nbsp;</pre></div>Sharma, Nishithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10020836074292014387noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825671711854349626.post-79075977138614080992012-10-21T10:46:00.001-07:002012-10-21T11:19:01.998-07:00SOTY- My Ass!<div><p>Wishing you all Happy Navratra. Many people will curse these 9 days as it keeps them away from alcohol and non-veg (we must give animals some freedom to live). Instead of oozing and idling on bean bags we decided to watch SOTY- Student of the year. The movie is definitely a one time watch but not worth to spend more than 150 bucks. The movie is a modified version of Jo jeeta wohi sikandar with a taste of gay flavour (what more evidence you need to admit KJo is a gay :P). Coming to the cast- Ali Bhatt...she definitely needs to get some maturity as far as looks are concerned. In the movie she is portrayed as a dumb bimbo ( guess girls are dumb :P). The two new male lead in the movie are handsome and have a great future ahead. The movie has lots to offer for ladies because the two charming men have exposed a lot. After watching the end I felt KJo is a asshole with no brain. Illogical ending provided to the movie. The movie is rightly named SOTY, it means stick in punjabi. My suggestion is don't waste your time and money, just download it. </p><p>Review: ch pe u ki matra ta pe ee ki matra ya pe aa ki matra ;)<br></p></div>Sharma, Nishithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10020836074292014387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825671711854349626.post-91864930748916587712012-10-19T16:20:00.002-07:002012-10-19T16:20:47.594-07:00Let's fantasize again....<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><i>Hello readers,</i><br /><br /><i>Once upon a time I used to be a regular blogger but somehow went completely off the track from this beautiful world.&nbsp;</i><br /><i>Today morning when I woke up, I decided to pen down my thoughts again. I have in my mind a nice fantasy to kickstart my new life again.</i><br /><b><span style="font-family: Georgia,&quot;Times New Roman&quot;,serif;"><u><i>So friends keep watching this space as the things will go wilder and wilder</i></u></span>....</b><br /><br /><i>Yours Lazy Blogger Friend,</i><br /><i>Sharma</i></div>Sharma, Nishithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10020836074292014387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825671711854349626.post-22311416096383799162011-12-25T14:40:00.000-08:002013-10-13T12:14:58.088-07:00.......Convert (अगला भाग)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Many times I wonder why people around you especially women/ladies look at guys with huge beard with different perspective as if the guy is a Goon/Casanova/Anti-Social Element. For them I have only one <br />thing to say,"<strike>Bugger</strike>|Burger Off...." with a few exceptions. I am helpless before my parents when they ask me to shave off my '<u><i>Artistically Nurtured Beard</i></u>' with utmost care. Well working in IT sector, you are required to be well groomed but I damn care. You may call me sluggish but i do like to keep beard of different styles. And because of this beard, I have many incidents to share with you all. I had managed to get an Auto-Rickshaw for a much lower price if the Auto-wallah happens to be a Muslim.<br />&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Once I was traveling in AP Express from Hyderabad to New Delhi when the passenger sitting opposite to me asked me,"Babaji would you mind if we have Non-Veg before you". I have never been upset with incidents involving me and my beard. In fact I feel happy when people pass a compliment/comment on my beard.<br /><br />P.S. "Beard is my identity and I will never lose it". Surprisingly my Technical Father (Immediate Senior in College) holds <i>uncannily</i> similarity with me in terms of&nbsp; Beard. With this I rest my case...........</div>Sharma, Nishithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10020836074292014387noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825671711854349626.post-1202765780049927172011-11-24T15:50:00.000-08:002011-11-24T15:50:55.847-08:00.......Convert Part-1<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">It's been long since i penned down my thoughts on this blog and today i have decided to break the ice. I am sure this blog-page must be feeling like a newly wed bride not Fucked/Cared for several months. <br />You may call it lethargy or my sluggishness that overtook me and i started ignoring Blogosphere. I have realized that with separation comes attachment later in life and that's why i am here once again. In the recent past many incidents have happened such as <i>Anna Hazare</i> movement- it's rise and then sudden silence probably because of rift created by congress (my perception), <i>Sunny Leone</i> (guess i need not explain who she is...just Google her out) stepping into Big Boss house, <i>Sharad</i> getting his share from <i>Shan-e-Punjab</i>...now he can say <i>Saada Haq, Aithe Rakh</i> etc etc. Apart from all these usual/casual stories (such type of news die down after 1 or 2 days), my real reason is to continue my last post.....<b><i>Half_Convert</i></b>!!!!<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Electronic City, though it gives one an impression of a city but in reality it is a village with <i>kaccha</i> roads where people have Absolute Zero civic sense is my residence in Bangalore. And i am proud to announce that it's the only 3-BHK independent home owned by bachelor's and now you can imagine what all sorts of fun can we do (full privacy from owner ;)). As usual one Friday we planned to <i>booze</i> with <i>home-cooked</i> chicken. As a matter of fact I went to market to buy chicken.When i reached at the butcher shop, i had to wait for 20 minutes which was quite obvious as Friday night awaited everybody. Soon after the guy interrupted me and said,"Sir it will take 15 minutes more to give you the order. If you are in a hurry, you can cut it yourself as you eat <i>Halal</i>". That gave me a start but soon realized the guy mistook me as a <i>Mullah </i>because of my full grown beard with shaved <i>mustache</i>.I gave him a gentle smile and laughed to myself and said,"Hello Mr Convert......"<br /></div>Sharma, Nishithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10020836074292014387noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825671711854349626.post-56041493564362012382011-10-24T19:08:00.000-07:002011-10-24T19:08:34.259-07:00Life of a Half-Convert...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="font-family: &quot;Courier New&quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Coming Soon</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">WATCH THIS SPACE TO KNOW MORE!!!! </span></span></b></div><br /></div>Sharma, Nishithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10020836074292014387noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825671711854349626.post-36900053936759810512011-05-23T04:43:00.000-07:002011-05-25T00:03:17.572-07:00RIP...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QmZ2esoXp88/TdpHt5aYosI/AAAAAAAAADc/xHubfdc22cg/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QmZ2esoXp88/TdpHt5aYosI/AAAAAAAAADc/xHubfdc22cg/s1600/images.jpg" /></a></div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span><br />Osama shot dead by US navy Seals- a huge sigh of relief for US administration and ofcourse to all those who lost their beloved&nbsp;in twin-tower attack. It took almost a decade and billions of US dollars for US defense, considered to be equipped with latest&nbsp;technology to hunt down Osama. It all started wit Mr Bush but ended it well by Mr Obama- Congratulations sir. But have we ever&nbsp;thought what implications it left on the two countries- US of course which was directly involved and India ('coz PAK resorted to playing it's age old blame game as they have no guts to say anything to US). Why Pasha warned India if we are planning to&nbsp;takeout any US like attack in future, then they too have identified Indian targets and are ready. Mr Pasha first you check your radar monitoring system else in future&nbsp;you will be reduced to rubble in next 40 minutes. Secondly, US had to go through it's worst phase&nbsp;of economic slowdown. Seeing US getting desperate to hunt down Osama for a decade make me or you which i assume to doubt it's&nbsp;intelligence. Rodents, mosquitoes, flies are around us but what will people call me if i spend around 50K to clear only one of them out- crazy jerk, isn't it.&nbsp;Just like that Osama is just one kind of rodent. US foolishly had spent so much amount of currency on killing of one man and feeling poud of themselves but&nbsp;i feel Osama was foresighted person. After successful accomplishment of 9/11 Osama knew US will someday hunt him down so how ould you expect him not to have planned his death beforehand.Even his last hideout in Abbottabad is built like a fortress. No internet, no connectivity to outside world but still he would get regular updates and send messages. How??? May be ISI orsome black sheeps in PAK administration. whomsoever it will be a mystery unsolved. Recently in one article US said Osama used to download emails to a Pen-drive and read it offline. This way&nbsp;he averted the risk of being traked. I couldn't understand the principle behind this but i am sure that must be a foolproof technique. i feel Objective of Osama was not bad but his methods were&nbsp;wrong but one thing one can't deny that Osama had a calculative mind. Huge collection of porn was found in Osama's computer- read one website of popular news publication. It's very bad to intrude&nbsp;into someone's personal life. To make all his wives satisfy with his love he had to take Viagra pills, nothing wrong in this.<br />With Osama no more among us let's pray his soul rests in peace and pray to God to give some wisdom to his followers to stop bloodshed else they too will meet the same end.</div>Sharma, Nishithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10020836074292014387noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825671711854349626.post-90455108989904054842011-05-14T03:58:00.000-07:002011-05-17T08:26:18.198-07:00Slow Poison<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">One hot afternoon i was lying in my bed missing the company of electricity for which i want to thank Electricity Department from deep core of my heart (actually abuse). I was all drenched and getting dehydrated over and over again. I shouted at my servant,"<i>Ramu</i>, bring me a glass of ice-chilled water". Within 2 minutes he came rushing with a glass of water. I didn't ask him from where he managed ice. I gulped down the glass in single shot. That glass of water was like <i>kuber ka khazana</i> for me at that moment. i felt asleep but moments after that i woke up with a start. I had red rashes all over my body and was feeling chronic pain in my abdomen. I was writhing in pain. Suddenly everything went black and all i could hear was big monstrous sound of someone falling on ground. And i woke up from my bed screaming. <i>Thank God</i> it's just a dream, i gasped for some fresh air.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Next day i consulted my doctor and asked him can such symptoms occur from plain water. He said," Yes my son, it can". I was totally unaware of what he told me. There is a prescribed quantity of Chlorine (0.02 mg/l) that is harmless (i won't say good) but if it's value goes above that threshold it becomes slow poison. Chlorine is essential for treatment of E.Coli present in water but one must know how much Cl is needed. Chlorinated water is the reason why swimmers take bath after swimming. If chlorine in pool is more than prescribed quantity one will get rashes or itching in his skin. It doesn't mean that you will stop swimming from now on.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Visit some reputed swimming pool and ask them about standards and specifications they emloy- Be witty and wise :) . For drinking water purposes i would suggest everyone of you to go for <a href="http://waterpurifiers.in/">RO-UV</a> (ask <i>Hema-Malini</i> to install one for you) water purifier. Just don't go for cheap and <i>desi </i>products, you might think you are wise as you saved few thousand bucks but you never know actually you have just bought a <br />slow poison for yourself. <i>Be wise and aware</i>.&nbsp; </div>Sharma, Nishithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10020836074292014387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825671711854349626.post-67217936381253249482011-05-01T16:04:00.000-07:002011-05-01T16:04:16.489-07:00Random Thought<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br />Just a passing yet serious thought came to my mind one night with a mug of beer in one hand as to what i have achieved till now (I am 26 now). This wild thought gave me goose bumps and i gulped the remaining beer in one shot to give adrenaline push. I began by questioning back to my soul in search of satiating answers. After a while i was able to think this - I have a good network of friends...am a graduate from one of India's premier college...am now self-sustaining individual.To be frank i don't find any value additions in me instead i have turned into hardcore addict. Few days back i started reading Ayn Rand's book 'The Virtue of Selfishness which she talked about Ethics and values. Values in one's life determine the purpose of his/her life which has been granted to him by almighty and Ethics are a set of rules that defines what is 'GOOD' or 'BAD'. What is good for me may be bad for you!!! So there is a ambiguity i feel. Why can't great philosophers like Ayn rand create standard Ehics for each one to follow? Say for example Mr X is working in IT company and he is not so good at technical skills but still he managed to grow faster just because he's a boot-licker. Other's more skillful are left behind since they consider licking against their ethics.Leaving it upon individual to decide upon Ethics is to create challenges or something else - need an answer. What does John Galt say- "It's the age of moral crisis." What is moral-code?<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; All i can imply is that i am going through moral-crisis. Need to bring a change. It's time to say,"BRING IT ON:CHEERS".</div>Sharma, Nishithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10020836074292014387noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825671711854349626.post-64983402198081142332011-01-28T23:27:00.000-08:002011-01-28T23:27:39.880-08:00Feet-ish<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppeDCGrfU40/TUPBKJdzr0I/AAAAAAAAADU/lv6a31gvG8E/s1600/1099635_f260.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppeDCGrfU40/TUPBKJdzr0I/AAAAAAAAADU/lv6a31gvG8E/s1600/1099635_f260.jpg" /></a></div>Man and Women are God's best creation in terms of beauty and anatomy. Many adolescents think that life is all about finding right Bolt for your Nut/screw but trust me if you go by that way you will feel dejected after few years of joy-ride and then you be out in the street with your bait to catch skimpy meals outside. In this post i will be discussing what people look out for in women and how i am different from them.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I was happy being single till 25 but now i feel alienated. Sometimes i am doubtful about my orientation but i feel some breath when i pass a girl and my testosterone becomes active. When men approach a women the order they follow is Bust, Butt and lastly face (this is how we identify we are approaching a women). In present scenario nobody likes TFT or flatron. The point is that men mostly care about is Protuberance. O I am sorry!!! I am not talking about all men are same but few are like me too. If you ask me what i like in women is their 'FEET'. Strange na!!! But that's true. Whenever i see/meet a women i look at her feet first and then her face and rest comes later. Unhygienic, uncared feet are a Turn Off to me. Feet should be properly pedicured with some sober nail-polish on the nails and a comfortable Stiletto beneath the feet. Feet signifies a lot about the character. Well-maintained feet are an assurance that she is aware of her body and takes good care. I am pretty sure if you go by what i feel you are bound to get spellbound (emotional attachment is a different perspective) by that woman. Like feet Elbow joint is the other place which you should look for. Lastly i would recommend all women and men too to take good care of your body as it's your own and not rented. <br />Quote: When the body is clean and कोमल&nbsp; love-making will be awesome. </div>Sharma, Nishithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10020836074292014387noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5825671711854349626.post-73865988270521801802011-01-16T19:03:00.000-08:002011-01-16T19:03:01.526-08:00Assorted!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Times,&quot;Times New Roman&quot;,serif; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppeDCGrfU40/TTOvez3tVRI/AAAAAAAAADQ/6e_KyikpDPw/s1600/bouquet1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppeDCGrfU40/TTOvez3tVRI/AAAAAAAAADQ/6e_KyikpDPw/s1600/bouquet1.jpg" /></a></div><div style="font-family: Times,&quot;Times New Roman&quot;,serif;">'<b>HAPPY LOHRI</b>' to all of you!!! It's been long i decided to post something on my blog but i couldn't motivate my inner self to get down to the task. Today, as usual i am in office and as have no work for me decided to Express Myself. Many events have happened in my life since i updated my blog wich i don't remember when. Last Sunday i attended <b>#Indiblogger Meet at ISKCON Bengaluru</b>. First time i attended at <b>#Fortune Park, JP Celestial Bengaluru</b>. Any mass gathering is good as we meet and get networked with lots of new people, share ideas and for those who still have relationship status in their #FB profile as single might get some lady luck :D, so far i am devoid of that. One such guy whom i met is Raghav Satish. He calls himself 'Legally Blind'. He wasn't congenially blind but in his early childhood he suffered from some disease. He didn't let his blindness be his weakness. He appeared in 13 interviews for different IT companies and got rejected everywhere except IBM. Currently he is working on various softwares to help disabled know about their ability. He is going to Mumbai to attend Click Asia Summit as a speaker. He is one such guy who stood out from the crowd and their were others too but the list would be unending.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;Last year i spent winters at my hometown but this year i missed all the ice freezing climatic conditions. Winters this time is far more harsh than last year probably it's the effect of 'Global Warming. Without icy winter background theme and with no family around there is no motivation to celebrate 'Lohri', festival celebrated in northern India during winters. This year i decided to do it in style in Banglore. I googled about who are all organizing Lohri event in Bengaluru. There were 2 places in all who had posted details about Lohri celebration on night of 13th Jan. I called them up and i was surprised to know that they had no plans and apologized for posting wrong info on web. Till 6:00 PM on 13th i found no option as to where we'll celebrate Lohri. Be it Luck or there is one famous dialogue from bollywood movie that If u desire something deeply from the core of your heart, the whole creation works for you to get it (किसी चीज़ को अगर शिद्दत से पाने की कोशिश करो तो पूरी कायनात लग जाती है उसे पाने के लिए). So we were there at Holiday Village Resort, Kanakpura road, Bengaluru by 9:00 PM with a delay of 20 min as we went in the wrong direction (Totally my fault as i interpret Google map wrongly but thanks to Just dial we didn't get too far). It was full of masti, fun, enjoy with people dancing under 'Booze effect' on Punjabi songs around the bonfire. After party got over at 12 midnight on reaching room we again started boozing&nbsp; and drank till 4:30 in the morning. I slept for 1 hour only to be there in some working condition at office. Next day was like hell for&nbsp; me and my roommate with dizzy head, sleep but no sleep, no appetite for food. It took us full one day to recover from 13th hangover. With this i sign off for now to return with another post soon. Till then enjoy life and always be happy :).</div>Sharma, Nishithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10020836074292014387noreply@blogger.com4